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January 20th, 2008

The state of my elbow address and more expositions about why I journal @ 06:28 pm

I didn't sleep well on account of my arm, and therefore didn't feel like it would be a good idea to go to church. I'm not a fan of falling asleep in church at all, and that, and the fact that I needed to rest my arm, was why I didn't go. It was odd, because I normally go--I've only missed church about three or four times in the past two years. I love going to church, not only because of social things (I will not lie, it's nice to be acquainted with people of my same faith), but I feel a strong feeling of spirit there, and when I don't go, I miss it a lot. I'm hoping that I'll feel better this coming week so I can go back next week, but also, I'd just like to feel normal again.

My elbow has been feeling slightly better today--I took niproxen just about an hour ago for the first time. Hopefully, the doctor will have a clue of what's going on and how I can fix things. Excessive typing and excessive crocheting seem to aggravate the joint, and that's iritating since writing (typing) and crocheting are things I enjoy greatly.

In the ... like ... wo file ... I got a message yesterday delivered nicely into my spam folder (thanks gmail) from a friend I had in Governor's School about ten years. I've had people find my journal with google, mostly because of this entry, and I don't have a problem with that. I put my first and last name in the entry for a reason, because my life is really not that risque or questionable to not withhold my name or what I do, at least I don't think so. Googling me can afford you the opportunity to find me in my various internet homes--articles in newspapers, mailing list posts, and papers I've published. I'm rehashing my last idol topic mostly because my friend actually sited my entry in his first email. It makes me feel kind of cool that people have remembered me, but it also gives me pause. In four short words ... Man, Google is amazing ... or is it scary? This doesn't give me pause enough to change how I journal. I won't change the fact that I'm putting my entries out to the general public. But it does make me realize how connected the internet really is, and how grateful I am to have connected and reconnected with friends through this medium.

I've hit the typing threshhold of my poor elbow, so I'll close for now.